my ship travels
around the world

exploring new places

my ship anchors
itself to places i like

i anchor my mind,
my soul,
my thoughts-
to the land i am devoted to

sometimes the land will stay faithful,
sometimes it won't;

sometimes the land sinks
loses its grip

sometimes i float away
by the force of the
currents

sometimes i drift
loosen myself a bit

because the land has lost itself.

i am a tree,
peaceful,
zen;

i grow in places
and spread my roots deep down

sometimes i loosen my roots
because the soil isn't fertile enough

sometimes the soil
loses its topsoil

leaving me unprotected

sometimes i am a moon
wishing to be alone

allowing myself to be enveloped by darkness

being absent from reality,
for once;